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these peppermint chewy candies and sprinkle covered cookies remind me so much

of holiday time during my childhood.  i remember having these cookies, except the smaller

ones that come in a bag, during snack at school once.  i must have been in first grade.

earlier that day, the teacher had told us that she was leaving to have a baby & we'd have a new

teacher.  at snack time i cried and cried.  i don't really remember why now....or even if i knew

why then. did i really love that teacher that much?  was i terrified of change?  i don't know, but i 

remember wanting to go home so much that day.  i'm so thankful that i wanted to go home--

that home was safe, comforting and loving.

i wonder what our kids will associate with home and comfort and holidays.

i mean, i know this holiday isn't about cookies or thousands of lights on a tree or

baking or shiny gifts tied with pretty bows.  i hope they know that, like i read today,

it's about our crushing need for redemption & the ridiculous notion that Hope arrived in 

a barn.  yet, i hope they cherish their home filled with love and the comforts associated with

it, too.  how could they even start to know Love anyway if it isn't nurtured here in these 

little things added with little moments?

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